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Beautiful Burn (The Maddox Brothers #4)(43)
Author: Jamie McGuire

“Thanks for staying with me last night,” I said.

“I’m glad I was there to run off your uninvited guest.”

“Me, too.”

He took my phone, tapping in numbers and then letters. “If he bothers you again,” Tyler said, the crease between his brows deepening. “Call me. But just … you know … call me, anyway.”

I stepped out of the truck and waved to him as he pulled away. He bumped up the volume on his radio, and I could hear the bass thumping until he turned onto the highway toward the hotshot dorms.

The door chimed as I walked in to the office. “Morning,” I said, waving to Jojo on my way to my desk.

Not only was Wick’s door was closed, but a stunning bouquet of butter-yellow and vivid violet roses reached out from a simple glass vase. I circled my desk, crossing one arm across my waist, touching my lips with my fingers, trying not to let my entire face erupt into a smile. Flowers, romance, and theatrics were last on my list of things I wanted from Tyler, but I sat down, soaking in how absolutely giddy it made me.

Jojo poked her head in the doorway. “Who are they from?”

I leaned forward once more to confirm and lifted my hands, letting them hit my thighs. “I couldn’t find a card.”

“No card? Do you have a guess?” she asked, sauntering into the room and planting her backside on the love seat. “Maybe the guy who just dropped you off?”

I reached down to turn on my desktop, taking a few seconds to get the ridiculous expression off my face before sitting upright. “Maybe.”

Jojo crossed her arms, looking quite smug. “I thought this might happen, with you spending so much time at the station. I just didn’t realize it would happen so soon.”

“Nothing is happening. We’re friends.”

“Clearly,” Jojo said with a smirk. “You look like you’ve lost weight. Did they feed you?”

“Barely.”

She stood. “I brought donuts to celebrate your first day back. They’re in the break room.”

“You’re a saint, but I’ve already had breakfast. I’ll eat some for lunch.”

“I have a lot to do today. Are you doing that write-up for me?”

“As best I can. Remember, I’m not a writer. I’ll just write what I know, and you can turn it into a story.”

“Yeah, yeah … I heard you the first time,” she said, disappearing around the corner.

I opened a new document and stared at the blank page for a while before my gaze wandered to the bouquet. I’d been sent flowers before, mostly from my father, but thought had been put into this bouquet. The colors were straight from my room, the roses meaning more than just ‘thanks for last night.’ Maybe I was reading too far into it, but Tyler wasn’t one to make dishonest gestures.

I shook it off, focusing on Jojo’s request. I recounted my first day, the basics like the names of the tools, what they looked like, and the crew’s funny nicknames. They all respected one another, but, in my opinion, looked up to Tyler. He settled arguments, led them on the mountain, and they respected the decisions he made when Jubal wasn’t around to make them. I talked about fuel breaks and mineral soil and vegetation. Packs, supplies, flight weight, and ten codes. I included my limited knowledge on slutter, fire towers, coordinates, and weather. Then I added stories like the one about the best helo pilot Tyler had ever worked with—an Aussie redhead named Holly who could back in her Huey and swing it around at the last minute to get them on the side of the mountain so they didn’t have to hike so far in—and the time Tyler ate a fat, juicy grub worm for two hundred dollars.

Two hours had passed without me realizing, and Jojo knocked on the doorjamb before walking in. She moseyed across my office to her father’s door. She knocked on it twice and then took a step back.

Wick walked out, his cheeks red and his eyes bright. Jojo stood next to my desk, crossing her arms.

“What’s going on?” I asked.

“Daddy and I have been in awe over your pictures, Ellie. You’ve sent us some amazing stuff. You went out in the field and camped in freezing temps with those heathens for nights on end. You were born for this.”

“For what?”

“To be a field photographer,” Wick said.

“A what?” I asked, feeling uneasy.

“Daddy is going to hire another assistant.”

“What?” I said, panicking.

Jojo touched my arm. “It’s okay. Your new job with the magazine will pay more.”

“More?”

Her eyes widened. “A lot more. Daddy wants this to be an ongoing feature for the magazine. He wants you to follow the Alpine Hotshots through fire season.”

“But if you hire someone else, then what?”

Jojo rolled her eyes. “Who are we kidding? Daddy isn’t going to find anyone. I’ve been doing it for this long. I can wait until fire season is over. You have to do this, Ellie. It’s going to be amazing.”

“I … don’t know what to say,” I said, both unsettled and flattered.

“Say bye,” Wick said. “I want you back out there starting today. We’ll need a continuing story for next month. We’ve already cleared it with the superintendent. Pack your bags. You’ll be bunking at the Alpine’s dormitory until October.”

“Oh, thank God,” I said, closing my eyes.

I could practically hear Jojo smiling. She had no idea I was going to be kicked out of my parents’ home next month. I had barely saved enough for my cell phone bill, much less a deposit and first month’s rent, even on houses or apartments up to half an hour outside of town. Shadowing the hotshots until October gave me six to seven more months to figure out living arrangements. Even if I was sleeping in a truck or tent most of the time, it was preferable to moving into a shelter.

   
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